Beleth Lavellan (
arlathvhen) wrote in
faderift2016-01-13 06:48 pm
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Whoops. (semi-open)
WHO: Beleth and Nerva, then anyone who wants to scold Beleth. This is only open to current CR.
WHAT: Beleth got caught spying, but ran for it. Nerva finds her anyway and sticks her with stables work. After that, Beleth is available for people to scold.
WHEN: Backdated to after Templar meeting but before First Day party
WHERE: Skyhold battlements, and the stables.
NOTES: This is rly late and I suck.
WHAT: Beleth got caught spying, but ran for it. Nerva finds her anyway and sticks her with stables work. After that, Beleth is available for people to scold.
WHEN: Backdated to after Templar meeting but before First Day party
WHERE: Skyhold battlements, and the stables.
NOTES: This is rly late and I suck.
For Nerva
It's not that she thinks that the Templars would actually hurt her. She's pretty sure they weren't allowed to do that. But fear of Templars was ingrained into her, and while she had mostly overcome the basic instinct, the idea of one coming after her was...worrying. And far more worrying, putting aside something that was basically a baseless fear, was the much more reasonable fear that she could be reprimanded by the Inquisition. But nothing happened.
She eventually slinks off to go sleep in one of the broken down rooms in the battlements, feeling a bit smug over all of it. She can think of a handful of people who will be very pleased to hear what she heard, and impressed at her dashing escape from the clutches of the Templars.
She drifts off to sleep, only to be woken with an indignant squawk by a hand grabbing for her.
Fairly sure I the one who sucketh the most
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Afterwards
It chafes her Dalish pride. But she does it anyway.
She does the wild hart's stall first, and spends a great deal of time in the stall, hanging out with the hart, grooming him and grumbling to him about how entirely unfair life is.
However, the second anyone starts coming into the stable, she grabs a pitchfork, and starts to busy herself. She was totally working, what are you talking about.
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"Beleth?" she says amiably, "what are you doing?"
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